The Transcendent Immortal Chapter 209 He's Not on His Own

The expression of the Elders who had just arrived immediately changed. One of them propped up Zuoqiu Yang and asked in a panicked voice, "How can you allow the Soul-annihilation Halberd to fall into his hands?!"

His anxiousness subconsciously lent an edge to his voice. Zuoqiu Yang had never felt so disgraced in this life. Furious, he flicked his wide sleeves and pushed the Elder away. When he recalled how the Spirit-annihilation Halberd had refused to obey him no matter what he did earlier, he yelled in anger, "It's just a scrap piece of iron! He can have it!"

The Elder sighed. Then, like a bolt of lightning, he turned into a drawn-out light and lunged at Xiao Chen. He wanted to snatch the halberd back.

Xiao Chen was now holding the Soul-annihilation Halberd in his hand. For some reason, the strange feeling he experienced earlier intensified even further at this moment. The halberd also kept trembling in his grip, resulting in the incessant hissing of a demon all around. It struck fear deep into everyone's hearts.

Seeing the Elder aiming for him, Xiao Chen thrust the halberd. Instantly, the world around him changed. The dark clouds hanging low in the sky churned nonstop. Not only were they pitch-black, but they seemed like they were about to collapse on the entire Canglan City.

Instantly, a dark fog erupted from the Soul-annihilation Halberd and shrouded the Elder in it. The Elder was nearly scared out of wits after seeing this. He turned around, wanting to escape. However, he was a step too late. The halberd pierced him through his back.

The halberd didn't stop because of this. Masses of black fog emerged from the weapon, coupled with the sound of violent hissing. In an instant, the Elder's eyes dimmed and he crashed down to the ground. Evidently, his soul had been sucked dry.

The cultivators outside yelped in surprise. "What happened?! Isn't it a fake?!"

The tens of Zuoqiu family's disciples and Elders looked similarly distressed. Zuoqiu Yang, in particular, was experiencing a thousand changes in expression right now. Why? Why could this kid unleash the power of the Spirit-annihilation Halberd, but not him?!

His hatred for Xiao Chen deepened to the point that it was irreversible. He wanted nothing more than to swallow Xiao Chen up whole!

Xiao Chen hadn't expected the demonic halberd to possess such impressive power to instantly kill a peak Core Forming Realm cultivator either. If this weapon fell into the hands of followers of the Devil's Practice, the consequences would be unimaginable.

With the halberd in hand, his chances of successfully defeating the Zuoqiu family improved. He raised his head and laughed heartily. Then, he pointed to Zuoqiu Yang and said, "So you're here to deliver me this treasure! How obedient! I'll be sure to spare your life today!"

Zuoqiu Yang was so mad that he was shaking all over. His fingernail was already cutting into his skin. He swore to kill Xiao Chen no matter what today, even if it meant using weapons to degenerate his body and release his vital soul. He wouldn't even hesitate!

"What are you still in a daze?! Reinforce the sword formation right now and kill this person!"

The tens of Zuoqiu family's elite disciples were unhappy after hearing his command. They had always received instructions from the Elders, but Zuoqiu Yang had always ordered them around just because he was the number one person in their clan. However, their enemy was before their eyes and they needed to work together to defeat him. In an instant, they finished assembling the sword formation.

The sword formation shouldn't be underestimated for it was made out of tens of Core Forming Realm cultivators. Sword radiance rocketed into the sky and then transformed into a rain of swords that befall Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen raised the halberd to resist the attack. The Defensive Barrier that he formed was easily shattered, for the Elders were using their flying swords in the distance to disturb his concentration. For a moment, it seemed that he was at a disadvantage.

Fearful of the halberd in his hand, his opponents dared not to engage him in close combat. All of them attacked him with flying swords and magic treasures from a safe distance. Xiao Chen began to feel strained as time passed. He was panting hard. Having suffered Zuoqiu Yang's attack earlier and hanging on for so long, he felt as if he was slowly running out of True Energy.

Meanwhile, the Zuoqiu side seemed to be boasting of inexhaustible True Energy thanks to their Energy Pills. Their every Sword Qi was fiercer than their last. When it looked like Xiao Chen had exhausted his True Energy, the eyes of the independent cultivator from the Northern Wilderness gleamed. He mustn't allow Xiao Chen to die in the Zuoqiu family's hands. He bellowed, "Here I come!"

Zuoqiu Yang inwardly cursed the independent cultivator for being shameless enough to come out now to reap the benefits of the battle. His figure blurred out of view and he reappeared to block the independent cultivator's way. He turned to Xiao Chen and sneered. "So what if you have the Soul-annihilation Halberd? So what if you're strong? You'll always be by your lonesome, while I have the entire Zuoqiu family standing behind me. You want to oppose an entire clan by yourself? That's pure lunacy! Hand the Soul-annihilation Halberd and I'll consider granting you an easy death!"

Xiao Chen was breathless. He knew Zuoqiu Yang was right. When he reawakened thousands of years in the future, he found himself all alone. He didn't even know where his most intimate friend, the one he swore never to part with, had gone. So how could he oppose an entire clan? So what if he wiped out all of them now? There were even more people to come.

It made Xiao Chen feel helpless thinking of this. "Where are you, Master? Where are you...?" He could no longer crush a jade note and summon Ling Yin's prompt help. Now, he truly had to confront the entire world all by himself.

Seeing that his psychological attack was working, Zuoqiu Yang said, "Give up. You alone are no match for our entire clan. You might be strong, but you're too reckless. The nail that sticks out too much is bound to be hammered down!"

Naturally, it was impossible for Xiao Chen not to notice his psychological attack. He sneered and retorted, "What right do you, someone who has tasted defeat, have to tell me these things?"

"You dare!" Zuoqiu Yang was livid. He transformed into a lightning bolt and lunged at Xia Chen. He circulated his True Energy in both arms, summoning the whizzing of a strong wind. The strength of his fists was like the violent waves of a raging sea as he attempted to punch Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen lifted the halberd to resist his punches. Unfortunately, his overexertion prevented him from stopping this fearsome attack and he was thrown backward. When it seemed like he couldn't gather his footing in the face of the strong wind, he suddenly felt a hand behind him lightly touching his shoulder. Instantly, he was able to stand firm. Then, a faint voice resounded from behind him. "What makes you think that he's on his own?"

For a moment, Xiao Chen was spellbound by that familiar voice. He wondered if his ears were playing tricks on him. He turned his head and saw a man in a white-and-purple robe. The man had a purplish-golden gourd hanging from his waist. His eyes were red with fury. Who could it be if not a friend whom he hadn't met in a long time, Yi Tong?

Yi Tong was smiling as if he wasn't bothered about the spectacle before him. Chuckling, he said, "Brother Xiao, it's been more than half a year since we last met. How have you been?"

Xiao Chen never imagined that Yi Tong would come here. The joy that he felt was indescribable. He shook his head with a wry smile. "Do I look like I'm doing well to you?"

Yi Tong nodded with a smile before taking a few steps forward. In an emotionless voice, he asked Zuoqiu Yang, "Were you the one who said 'the nail that sticks out too much is bound to be hammered down'?"

Zuoqiu Yang didn't seem to recognize the man speaking to him. He sneered and said, "So what if I am? You're just another fool digging his own grave! We'll just get two corpses, that's all!"

"No, not two."

Before his voice fell, everyone heard a faint voice coming from the horizon. "One leaf blooms, while the other disintegrates into dust; one night blossoms, leaving no dust behind..."

The voice sounded closer before the first word was even spoken. Toward the end of the sentence, a dashing man gently landed on the ground under everyone's watchful eyes.

The man wore feathered clothing so clean that it was without a speck of dust and held a delicate carved feathered fan. The moment his feet touched the ground, the dust scattered on its own.

The onlooking cultivators outside became agitated. "It's None-flower Dust! It's None-flower Dust!" Quite a few female disciples nearly fainted. "Dear God! I saw None-flower Dust, the most beautiful man in the world! Hurry up and hold on to me!"

Yi Tong shook his head with a smile. "Brother None-flower, must you cause such a sensation each time you show up?"

None-flower Dust chuckled and covered half of his face with the feathered fan. "But of course. What's wrong? The red-eyed one, were you envious?"

Xiao Chen's heart stirred. This was None-flower Dust, the one whom inexplicably saved him at the Widespread Wintriness Sect. It turned out that he was acquaintances with Yi Tong. Regardless, there was hope for Gui Xian now.

Zuoqiu Yang's face had long turned pale. He didn't know Yi Tong, but he recognized the mysterious None-flower Dust who provoked awe and fear in everyone. He said solemnly, "Will you make an enemy out of my family as well, None-flower Dust?"

None-flower Dust gave him a fleeting glance and smiled. "Zuoqiu family? Do you think your family is worth being called my enemy?" Toward the tail of his sentence, he shot an icy glare at the nearby independent cultivator from the Northern Wilderness. "I remember letting you off once. What's wrong? Have you recovered so soon?"

The independent cultivator from the Northern Wilderness was so terrified that he was trembling. Without another word, he hastily cast a spell and transformed into a sword radiance. Then, off he disappeared into the horizon.

The other Zuoqiu family's disciples were ashen-faced. None-flower Dust walked up to Xiao Chen and smiled at him. "Have you forgotten me already?"

Xiao Chen didn't expect such words from him. He smiled and replied, "I'm indebted to you for saving my life the last time, Brother None-flower. I apologize for not being able to express my thanks for you then."

None-flower Dust raised his head and laughed heartily. "Then you can treat me to some wine next time. We'll bring the red-eyed one with us too."

Yi Tong shook his head, smiling. Xiao Chen was stunned, having not expected him to be a wine lover who loved solving issues over drinks like Yi Tong. He said, "No problem!"

None-flower Dust glanced at the Spirit-annihilation Halberd in his hand and sighed. "This poor thing has finally found its owner after so many years."

While the three conversed, they didn't even spare the large group of enemies before them a single glance.

Chapter end